"Feng Wu!" Jiang Leng held her hand tightly and stared at her face, not daring to miss the slight changes in her expression.
She slightly opened her mouth and let out a slight cough, then stopped moving. In this state, she was still not out of danger, and could lose her pulse and heartbeat forever at any time.
She needs to be woken up to regain her will to live!
Jiang Leng leaned over and kept talking to her in her ear, "Feng Wu! Can you wake up quickly? Open your eyes and look at me! I'm here to pick you up!"
"Sorry, I'm late. I've made you feel wronged!"
"Feng Wu..."
"Open your eyes and look at me, and see how I can avenge you later!"
Jiang Leng's cold tone and Chang Zhen's eyes that wanted to skin him alive when he looked at him made Da Lei shudder. He tightened his legs vigorously, as if he accidentally touched important parts of his body.
It will seem like it will fly away.
When Jiang Leng tried to wake her up, Mo Bei was still pressing her heart hard.
"Her eyelashes were trembling slightly, but her eyelids seemed to be stuck and she couldn't open her eyes." Jiang Leng said helplessly.
He was really scared. The glimmer of hope he had just raised ended up in vain.
"Where's the pulse?" Mo Beihan asked in a sweaty voice.
Jiang Leng probed her neck, his expression still solemn, "It's still very weak."
It's very weak and may stop beating at any time.
"Is there any other way you can try?" Jiang Leng's Adam's apple rolled up and his eyes darkened a bit, "This method may not work."
Mo Bei stopped and said angrily: "Maybe I didn't learn the essence, and the effect was not very good."
Mo Bei's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the medicine box he placed on the ground. He remembered that in addition to the antivenom, it also contained a set of silver needles!
"There is another way!" Mo Bei's eyes lit up and he suddenly remembered something.
He stood up and brought the medicine box, took out the silver needle from it, frowned and said to Jiang Leng: "An Ran also taught me a method of pricking people's acupuncture points with silver needles to wake them up from coma."
Seeing Mo Bei's hesitation, Jiang Leng urged anxiously: "Why don't you give it a try soon?"
"But I just heard An Ran say it. I haven't tried it myself, so I don't know the depth of it."
Jiang Leng only had one word: "Try!"
In this situation, does he have any other choice?
"Yes." Mo Bei inserted a silver needle into Feng Wu's Shixuan point.
The Shixuan point is at the top of the ten fingers close to the nail. It is very painful to pierce this point. This method has a significant effect in waking up people who are in a shock and coma.
At first, Mo Bei's technique was unfamiliar, and his hand holding the needle was shaky. After pricking a few fingers, his technique became more proficient.
He concentrated on applying the acupuncture, while Jiang Leng stared at Feng Wu closely. When Mo Bei finished pricking one hand and went to prick the other hand, Jiang Leng found that Feng Wu's expression was much richer than before.
The fingers were connected to the heart, and the pain coming from the tips of the fingers made Feng Wu, whose consciousness was in a state of chaos, gradually become clear.
With consciousness comes the instinct to survive.
Her neck was swollen and painful, and she remembered that Da Lei had strangled her neck just now, suffocating her. Could it be that she was not dead?
Her body trembled suddenly, she opened her mouth and took a deep breath.
Who? Who keeps calling her name in her ears?
This voice was both familiar and unfamiliar. She seemed to have never heard it before, but she seemed to hear it often in her dreams.
Why does his voice sound so nervous and anxious?
She was exerting all her strength, trying to open her eyes and take a closer look at who the voice that appeared in her dreams countless times belonged to.
"It works!" Jiang Leng's eyes turned red with excitement.
"Feng Wu! Wake up! Wake up!"
"I'm here, I'm here to pick you up! No one will dare to bully you again!"
Feng Wu's eyelashes trembled more and more violently, and suddenly, her tightly closed eyes finally opened.
Her bloodshot eyes stared closely at Jiang Leng, who had been talking to her. Her vision was blurry, and Jiang Leng's face was blurry, but she was sure that the blurry outline in front of her was what she often dreamed of.
The blurry figure seen in.
The figure in the dream was also like this, she couldn't see his appearance clearly every time.
In dreams, they always get along so happily and casually, like good friends who have known each other for many years.
Every time she dreamed of him, she would feel sad for a long time after waking up, and her heart would feel uncomfortable. She knew that she might have forgotten someone very important, but she couldn't remember it, and she didn't know where to look for that person.
Is she dreaming again? Is it because she was bullied so badly that she dreams about someone coming to help her and save her?
But why is today’s dream so real?
She could clearly feel the temperature of his embrace and hear his heartbeat clearly.
I still can’t see clearly what he looks like!
She had just experienced such a terrifying moment, even if it was just a dream, she didn't want to wake up and face that demon again!
She clutched Jiang Leng's clothes tightly and cried and begged, her voice hoarse as if she had been severely rubbed by sharp stones.
"Please, don't go! Don't go..."
Jiang Leng's heart broke when he heard this, and the iron-clad man also shed two lines of hot tears.
Mo Bei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He finally woke up. It seemed that he would not die.
"Take her outside to get some fresh air first," Mo Bei suggested.
Jiang Leng hugged her and stood up. Before going out, his eyes as cold as swords were fixed on Da Lei.
On this hot day, Da Lei was trembling with Jiang Leng's eyes.
Da Lei bent his legs, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy in fear: "Spare her life! Spare her life! I didn't do anything to her! Otherwise, why don't you beat me up to vent your anger? Or you can ask for money! I have money! You go!
Number!"
The corners of Jiang Leng's mouth raised slightly, revealing a very faint sneer.
"Chang Zhen, the wolves outside are still hungry. Throw a piece of meat out first to let them satisfy their hunger. Later they will naturally smell the fishy smell and come over for a feast."
"good."
Jiang Leng carried Feng Wu out and Mo Bei followed.
Chang Zhen shook his head and ordered in a deep voice: "Tie them up tightly. The wild beasts outside are following us. They can't eat and are too suffocated. Let them have a feast later."
"Spare your life! It's none of our business to kill you and Da Lei! We just followed him and suffered in vain, we didn't get the money, and in the end we lost our lives because of him!"
"We were wronged!"
There was an ear-splitting sound of begging and wailing in the room, with Da Lei shouting the loudest, "I am the one who has been wronged the most! I didn't bring that woman here! They brought it to me! I didn't even touch her."
One moment, she almost stabbed her to death!"
Dalei understood Jiang Leng's instructions just before he went out. Of course he knew where the "saucy meat" Jiang Leng was talking about was referring to!
If you want to cut out his flesh alive, it's better to shoot him to death!
Faced with life and death, the former "brothers" blamed each other mercilessly.